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The Secret of Clovernook [story] Ever since I was a little girl I’ve loved nature. There is nothing a little stroll through the woods won’t fix. Well, maybe a broken leg, but hey. As many times as I used to traverse the nature trails, collect pinecones, pick flowers, and catch salamanders by the pond my fondest memory of these woods in fact had nothing to do with the common sights of the forest. Quite the contrary.The Secret of Clovernook [story] by SpicePrincess
Living in the heavily wooded area known as Clovernook, I was always able to walk around any time I saw fit and I made sure to exercise that right. My mother wasn’t a big fan of the idea, but she would still let me go as long as it weren’t too dark and I did not go too far. Often she urged me to go out to the town, make friends, and be more social, but I never felt that was for me. As much as I wanted to make my mother happy, I was fine on my own.
The neighborhood was quaint and quiet with birdsong and crickets as my soundtrack. Th
That Eye ThingThat Eye Thing by Zombietastic-Artist
Pairings – Damon Salvatore x Reader
Warnings – None.
Genre(s) – Humor/Fluff
Word Count – 557
This is a direct sequel to ‘Wild Sparks’ so make sure to read that one first, k?
“I just dunno how you do it…” you muttered as you sat on a stool in the Boarding House kitchen, watching the fine ass of your vampire boyfriend Damon Salvatore. Said Salvatore was busy flipping pancakes but gave you a glance over his shoulder and put four on your plate. Raising an eyebrow, you smirked and made a motion with your hands. Keep ‘em comin’.
“Do what?” he asked as he poured out more batter. “Maintain such a perfect and delectable body that you just can’t keep your eyes off of?” Damon replied wryly as he shot you a wink. Rolling your eyes, you chuckled.
“Noooo.” you dragged t
NCIS x Reader Rules pt 2NCIS x Reader Rules pt 2 by scrougeofares
NCIS x Reader Rules Pt 2
#1. Do not take Di Nozzo on the following cases: women’s aerobics classes, bikini model cases, women’s dance classes, women’s yoga classes, women’s art classes and cases that have to do with weapons. – McGee.
- Was it really that bad? – Ziva.
- Yes. – (Name).
- Really feeling the love here guys. – Tony.
#2. AAH! IGUANA! GET IT OFF! – Tony.
- I believe the rule was meant to be “do not place animals around Tony’s desk.” – Gibbs.
- What about the animal sitting behind the desk? – (Name).
#3. Ziva and McGee, (Name) and Tony and Abby and Palmer must not sit together in sexual harassment meetings. – Director Vance.
- How about we stop having them? – Gibbs.
#4. Hi guys, I’m a new intern here. Um, theoretically speaking, how do you apologise to Agent Gibbs for screwing up his coffee? – Intern.
- You are in de
Mafia!Romano x Shape Shifter Reader Part 1Mafia! Romano x Shapeshifter Reader Part 1Mafia!Romano x Shape Shifter Reader Part 1 by guardianarchangel
I adjusted my hoodie over my head, as I walked through the streets of New York City. I then looked to the sky, noticing that it’s already getting dark.
“It’s almost late,” I thought to myself as I tucked my hands in my pockets.
Suddenly, as I kept walking, I was blocked by three tall men, dressed in black and wore dirty smug grins on their faces.
“Is there a reason why you’re standing in my way,” I asked, looking annoyed and angry.
“You’re in our turf girly,” One of them said.
“Why don’t you beat it and find your other way home,”
“Look boys, Im tired and I really need to get home,” I replied, scowling at them.
“Why don’t we take you home?” The third said, walking towards me, wearing the same dirty grin implanted on his face and wrapped his arm around me, making me flinch in digust.
“We can show you how to have a good time but
Komaeda NagitoxReader:Danganronpa 2) DartsIt didn’t seem to be fair. After all the time you spent (three hours to be precise) practicing darts, he won. He had no previous skills, no hidden talent, and no gift. So how did he win; it was pure luck and that frustrated you to the core. He could probably pick the card you were thinking of right off the top of the deck; he was just that lucky. How could anyone be that lucky? Whatever the reason, it bugged the living shit out of you.Komaeda NagitoxReader:Danganronpa 2) Darts by sedonaandlilly
“I guess that makes four to zero.” He beamed and chuckled. Oh how you hated that proud smiling face, and his laugh was just plain creepy. How you wished he would just shut up. You had to stop and ponder: why do I hate him so much? Then you remembered; he’s a psychopathic freak. He’s was the reason two of your friends, Teruteru and Byakuya, had died. Just looking at him sickened you.
So why were you playing darts with him if you wanted to kill him m
(Izaya Orihara x Reader. Durar) A Person Like You“So you’re telling me that he actually threw a vending machine at you.” You raised your eyebrows in doubt, a smirk pasted on your face, a chuckle escaping your mouth. He had to be telling you a joke; no one could pick up a vending machine that easily and chuck it like a football. There was simply no way. “It’s true, don’t you believe me (Y/N)-Chan?” He feigned a hurt over dramatic look then put on his signature smirk and twirled around in his recliner rolling chair laughing.(Izaya Orihara x Reader. Durar) A Person Like You by sedonaandlilly
Izaya wasn’t exactly your favorite person in the world, (for you owed him an extravagant amount of money for the information he provided you) yet you always spent your free time around him; you could not fathom a reason as to why. Perhaps it was his wild and outrageous stories. Maybe it was because of the kindness he was showed to you. Whatever it was, you just kept coming back to see him.
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